Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That WeChat name clearly belonged to a man. Nian Junting took her phone without thinking, then opened her WeChat and saw Risingsunâs messageâSangsang, donât forget my Uggs. Iâm waiting for them, as Iâm going to Harbin to shoot a film next year.
Shoot a film... Nian Junting entered Risingsunâs Wechat Moments and saw Chi Shengxuâs photos. He fixed his eyes on the screen, and his face suddenly darkened. She actually wants to give Uggs to another man as a gift. She has only given me a scarf. That is so unfair. Not to mention the fact that Iâm her boyfriend. How can she do that? he thought.
He almost tried to wake her up and ask her why, but before doing that, he had a second thought and decided not to say anything. He wanted to see if she would really secretly buy Uggs for Chi Shengxu. He angrily deleted the message, then deleted Chi Shengxu from Luosangâs WeChat contact list. After that, he put down the phone and felt wide awake.
At three oâclock, Luosang woke up to see the expressionless man beside her. âWhatâs wrong? Didnât you take a nap?â she asked.
Nian Junting gave her a glance but didnât say anything.
Luosang paid no attention to his attitude. She got up from the bed and said to him while tying up her hair, âLetâs go to the shopping mall. We need to get some presents for your mom and Nian Xi. We rarely leave home, after all.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âExcept for them, who else do you want to buy presents for?â Nian Junting got off of the bed and stared straight into her eyes. He didnât want to miss any expression on her face.
Luosang blinked and thought of Chi Shengxuâs present. With a slightly guilty feeling, she said, âYan Su, Sister Lan, and Steward Wu. Yan Su also asked me to bring her boyfriend a gift.â
âYan Su and her boyfriend canât see each other even once a year. Why does she want you to bring him a gift?â Nian Junting asked coldly.
Luosang rubbed her nose and said, âMany couples see each other at the end of the year, so will Yan Su and her boyfriend. Youâre not familiar with them, so how can you know about them so well?â
Nian Junting spent a short while staring at her silently, then asked, âWhat do you plan to get him?â
Itâd better not to be Uggs, he thought.
Luosang walked toward the bathroom while speaking, âUm... Iâll see. If I see anything suitable for him, Iâll just buy it.â
They took the hotelâs shuttle to a large shopping mall in Melbourne. Famous brands from all over the world could be found there. Luosang decided to buy Nian Xi a nightgown for her wedding night, as she was going to get married soon. Luosang walked into a store for womenâs sleepwear and saw all sorts of styles that made her face blush and heart race.
She thought that Nian Junting would pick a few dresses for her, and she was nervous for that reason. But to her surprise, he unprecedentedly remained silent the whole time and only watched her selecting the dresses.
She picked a dress for Nian Xi, paid for it, and then started looking for a gift for Murong Cheng. She didnât know Murong Cheng well, so with no other choice, she asked Nian Junting, âDo you know what your mom likes?â
âHow am I supposed to know?â Nian Junting responded in an unfriendly tone.
Luosang was speechless. Is she your mom or mine? she thought.
As Nian Junting refused to give her any tips, Luosang decided to pick the gift by herself. After spending a while at the mall, she found a brand which had nice scarves. She remembered that Murong Cheng was wearing a scarf when she saw her last year. âHow about this scarf for your mom?â she asked him.
âYou gave me a scarf as a gift, and now youâre getting my mom one. What do you think I am?â Nian Junting said with strong discontent.
Luosang was puzzled, feeling that Nian Junting was getting more and more weird-tempered. âCanât I give other people scarves as presents after giving you one? That person weâre talking about is your mother.â
âDidnât you give me a scarf because you want to tie me together with you for our whole lives? Or is giving people scarves one of your hobbies?â Nian Junting felt annoyed. âShouldnât you be treating me specially?â